Above Wind's Rest City, a figure was shrouded in dazzling holy light.
At this moment, he seemed to be more dazzling than the noon sun.
A huge light and shadow gathered behind him, like a pair of golden wings covering the sky and the sun.
"My heart is the Holy Spirit, and my heart is light. When my heart is fearless, light can illuminate everything!"
The grand and indifferent prayer sound seemed to come from the distant sky.
The next moment, light enveloped everything.
Knight McCull only felt that his five senses were blocked at this moment, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear anything... But he already knew the identity of the visitor.
The paladin of the San Lorenzo family of the Glorious Empire—Prince Lexi!
Although the paladin of the San Lorenzo family has long been notorious for murdering his own uncle, the consul of the Imperial Senate, and was even deprived of the title of prince and expelled from Dragon City, he still has an important place in the hearts of the imperial knights. status.
After all, he is a paladin, the pinnacle of human force, and the end point that all knights dream of.
Now, the orcs are invading on a large scale, the glorious empire is in danger, and the human beings have reached a critical moment of life and death. This controversial paladin finally stepped forward and delivered the strongest blow to the orc emperor.
The holy light that filled the sky and the earth gradually dissipated, and Knight McCull was finally able to see something clearly.
He was pleasantly surprised to find that one eye of the invincible orc emperor had completely become a hole.
The angry roar was earth-shattering, but there was a trace of fear in it.
Under the successive attacks of the two human paladins, Emperor Saruman was severely injured after all.
But the storm became more and more violent. The raindrops were smashed into water mist by the strong wind, and were driven by the violent airflow to rotate at a high speed. They could not disperse and evaporate. They could only gather more and more, and finally turned into a hurricane sweeping the earth.
Countless houses were destroyed, a large number of human beings and even orcs became fish in the pond, the world suddenly changed color, and it suddenly looked like the end of the world.
"You all have to die!"
The furious roar of Emperor Saruman echoed between the sky and the earth, and in the blue-black tornado, a huge double-headed giant eagle loomed.
That is the incarnation of the God of Destruction, the scene foreshadowed by the Proverbs of Destruction.
Destruction and terror completely enveloped Wind's Rest City.
Even if Knight McCull had already looked down on life and death, an irresistible fear welled up from the bottom of his heart at this moment, and at this moment, he heard the indifferent voice of Prince Leahy ringing in his ears:
"Take the Duke of St. Grian!"
Knight McCull immediately understood that even at this point, Prince Lahie was not sure of defeating Emperor Saruman, and was thinking of retreating instead.
"Okay!" Of course, Knight McCull would not refuse. Although he had long been determined to die, he also understood that saving Duke St. Grian was the top priority.
As long as the combat power of the human sanctuary is still there, there is hope for a counterattack.
Knight McCoy suddenly felt that the pressure he was under suddenly decreased, and he understood that this should be the protection given to him by Prince Leahy.
Before he could think about it, Knight McCull immediately turned around and rushed into the huge pit behind him.
In the pit, Duke St. Grian lay there quietly. His armor was completely torn, revealing a large area of crystal white and tender skin. However, these originally flawless skins were covered with hideous cracks, making this The Duke of St. Gerien at that time looked like a porcelain doll about to fall apart, as if it would shatter at the touch of a finger.
"My lord Duke, are you okay..." Knight McCoy dared not touch Duke St. Grian's body, out of reverence for the goddess in his heart, and fear of aggravating the opponent's injury.
The Duke of St. Grian did not respond to Knight McCull, but just stared in the direction of the orc emperor.
There, Prince Lehi has also been completely suppressed by Emperor Saruman.
The terrifying power erupted by the Skull Crusher in the Sanctuary made everyone feel terrified. At this moment, Emperor Saruman was like a demon god who destroyed the world, and the entire Wind's Breath City trembled under his feet.
Knight McCoy didn't dare to hesitate any longer, immediately picked up Duke St. Grian, and ran out of the city.
The landslides and ground cracked behind Ren, and the wind and rain were violent, and Knight McCull didn't look back.
The nearby orcs had obviously locked on to Duke St. Grian. Seeing that she was seriously injured, they immediately surrounded her.
But at the same time, the human knights, soldiers, and even civilians in the city also noticed the Duke of St. Grian, and rushed forward desperately to help stop the orcs.
The street fighting that had been suspended due to the confrontation between the powerful in the sanctuary resumed, and it became more bloody and cruel.
Knight McCull rushed across the road, not daring to stop at all, for fear of being entangled by the orcs and trapped in the city.
"Put me down..."
Knight McCoy heard Duke St. Grian's weak voice behind him.
"I will not abandon the people of the Western Territory!"
However, Knight McCull did not stop, and said in his mouth: "Your Excellency, any of us can die in Wind's Rest, but you can't!"
He looked at the blocked alley exit in front of him, and with a flash, he slammed into the side wall.
Blood blurred Knight McCull's vision, but his footsteps were extremely firm.
The Duke of St. Grian seemed to understand the determination of the unnamed knight of the western region, and he stopped talking.
Finally, the two rushed to the east gate.
However, Knight McCull found desperately that the city gate had already been controlled by the orc army.
The dense crowd of orc soldiers roared frantically, brandished their knives and axes, and charged forward.
Knight McCull clenched the half of the spear in his hand, and rushed forward without hesitation.
At this moment, there was no fear in his heart, what he had was only the regret of not being able to escort Duke St. Grian out of the city.
Facing the barbarity and madness that was coming, Knight McCull calmly turned sideways and stabbed the tip of his spear into the throat of an orc soldier.
But more orc soldiers came up like a tide.
Knight McCull drew out his spear without changing his face, stood up and stabbed again.
There were several giant axes coming from around him, but Knight McCull was no longer ready to dodge.
Because it can't be avoided at all.
His eyes just stared at the orc soldier in front of him, and there was only one thought in his mind—
Kill one more!
Chi!
The spear pierced the orc soldier's chest, but lodged in the bone.
Knight McCull sighed secretly, and closed his eyes helplessly.
But in the next moment, the feeling of adding a knife and ax to his body did not come as expected.
Instead, he was drenched in hot blood.
McCall Knight licked his lips.
The extremely stench was the dirty blood of those orcs!
He opened his eyes, and saw a somewhat familiar figure appear beside him at some point.
"Saint Hilde...Mr. Gu?" Knight McCoy didn't know how to address this notorious figure in the Glory Empire for a while.
Mr. Kou glanced at Knight McCull and smiled:
"Let's go, let's go out of the city first."
(end of this chapter)